Jung examines selected quatrains of Nostradamus as expressions of the collective unconscious that unconsciously anticipate the reversal of the Christian aeon. He focuses on prophecies describing the French Revolution as a great “renovation” of the world, the enthronement of the Goddess of Reason in Notre-Dame Cathedral, the rise of northern “infernal” forces, and the fundamental shift from a vertical/spiritual orientation to a horizontal/material one. Jung views these visions not as personal fortune-telling but as the psyche of the age itself foreseeing the end of the Pisces era centuries ahead. ************************************************************ [Verse 1] Dreams... In the mind of Nostradamus... Flights of fancy... Or prophetic... insight... A case of "give it time"... Or did he truly... see into the timeline? Is it possible... Not probable... But then again... Does it have to be? Is it the conscious mind... Bordered in the skull... And the unconscious mind... Is free to drift... Seeing what is yet to be? Or is it all... All a dream... Within a dream... Of Nostradamus! [Verse 2] Quatrains bleedin… From the midnight quill… He sketched the towers… Crashing into flame… A goddess rising… On the altar stone… Reason crowned… Where the cross once reigned… The north awakens… The iron triad… The old sky tilts… Becomes the ground… Is this the future… Or the age itself… Turning sideways… In the final round? [Chorus 1] The wheels turn, The old age starts to break Within the dream… Of a dream… The dream… Of Nostradamus! The opposites collide The future screams awake We’re living in the vision… From the other side! Within the dream… Of a dream… The dream… Of Nostradamus! [Verse 3] Jibberings of a madman? Or prophecy of truth? Failing of old age? Or sure as youth? The lines aren't perfect... But strangely align... Is it coincidence benign... Or omniscient and malignant! Are we all victims? To the unseen... Damned and cursed.... To dwell... forever... Within the dream... Of a dream... The dream... Of Nostradamus! [Verse 4] Revolution thunders… Through the bloodied streets… The old order shatters… In a storm of fire… The quatrains tremble… With the turning of the age… The age itself… Is speaking through the page… The unseen current… Drives the wheel around… The Pisces tide… Begins to run aground… The future screams… From centuries away… The dream of the era… Breaks into the day… [Bridge] Famine! Genocide! Corruption! Moral decline! Host becomes! The Parasite! Lies upon lies! Death Toll Rise! The Death Knell! Ringing! All The Time! A Deafening Din! A Hellish Choir! Cruel Cacophony!! Resonates!!! Within This Dream! The Dream! Of Nostradamus!! [Chorus 2] The wheels turn, The old age starts to break Within the dream… Of Nostradamus! The opposites collide The future screams awake We’re living in the vision… From the other side! [Final Chorus] The wheels turn, The old age starts to break Within the dream… Of a dream… The dream… Of Nostradamus! The opposites collide The future screams awake We’re living in the vision… From the other side! Within the dream… Of a dream… The dream… Of Nostradamus! ************************************************************ Copyright © 2026 Holy Beast Records in association with NeonAstronaut. All Rights Reserved.
